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You're Trailing Yourself

Kevin Devine

Put Your Ghost to Rest

2006

to the pay phone
Your pockets weighted down with quarters and the hope that no one's home
You spray paint cinnamon on vines and key the cars you pass by

You're Trailing Yourself

Kevin Devine

What Matters Most

2005

to the pay phone
Your pockets weighted down with quarters and the hope that no one's home
You spray paint cinnamon on vines and key the cars you pass by

tHe lOw DiVIne tHe oVerTure THe taStE oF cinnaMoN aNd tHe aftER-Hour shIne iT wAs OnLY toNiGHT (Stay AWAY frOm mE) tHe oNlY thouGHt tHe OverTURe aNd

All it took was believing 
Then everything would fall into place 
In place 

Mind is like a jungle 
Climbing through the vines 
Slip and then you tumble

Ice Cream

Raekwon

Hip Hop Forever, Vol. 2 [Bonus Disc]

2004

rude, boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vine's Cee Allah Rule
They call me Starky Love, hon', check the strategy
By any means, Shirley

rude, boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vine's Cee Allah Rule
They call me Starky Love, hon', check the strategy
By any means, Shirley

on a waffle cone, little cinnamon chicken bones
But stop the presses and hold the phone, nothing's sweeter than you

My love is astronomical for you my little

Now that your following
Heard the wolves howling
Cinnamon clouds yeah
Stood on the crowds yeah
Power from shrines their yeah
Give me your energy

And I get that 6 stack 

Ay success comes with a pair of lips 
Tho my words shock you into a paralysis 
Im malicious and I put cinnamon in you mouth 
So

I will press you shit can get Reeler
I am not a killer but don't push me
Pressure Feeler I'm about that chocolate-vanilla swirl Cinnamon girl
Bless

feels like your my wifey
But no one even really likes me, nah
It’s like God mixed you up with something special, recipe divine
Some cinnamon and melanin,

cutumn in the air
Bygones of summer left some sunshine in your hair
The smell of the cinnamon replaces my perfume
cutumn in the air
Lingers in

outta luck
You've got a cinnamon stick
cnd some butterscotch balls
But my taffy pullin's gonna get ya
Climbing the walls

Rock, Rock, rockin' Rocky Road

sweet like cinnamon
Sweet like long summer days
Save a little piece for me
If you comin' my way
Your lips taste like the weekend (The weekend)
Ooh-woah-oh

and treat you right 

Ooooo autumn romance 
Ooooo autumn romance 
There's apples on the trees 
And grapes on the vines 
So light the fireplace 
And pour

Lately, I've been close to you
Don't know what I'm supposed to do
I'll be out my mind
Running out of time
Tryna' swing the vine with you
 
Lately,

I asked the small hand
For a sign
I begged the large hand
For a vine
There's no land in sight
The face turned
Towards my cries
And replied
I can

ancestors leapt off my face
Into an Amazonian vine
When the blue bubble burst it broke
Into constant conveniences
The snake snarled as she heard
Of all their

You been so good
You been right there
Been creeping from behind through nights air
Feel it in my vine when the lights glare
Tell me one mo time

This That Shit Running Chills Down Ya Spine 

Consequences When You Playing With Mines 

You The Type To Do It For Da Vine 

I’m Tired Of These Rappers

of minivans from out of state Blame it on berry vines
In the shade of a stand of pines
Blame it all on the wine skin she hid in
Her boot at the gate.
Do all

cinnamon
(Cinnamon)
Say my name a tí gone see candy man
(Candy Man)
Glock in my hand for some dividends (Ey)
All about money and looking them benjamins

name and she come here
You know what I mean by that
Girl you're my cinnamon apple
That's a quote from the great Vine
But I heard through the grapevine

Don't judge him by what he say
I judge him by his sentiment
It's sweet but too much of it burn like it's cinnamon
Why you let us get too intimate